October 21st, 2002
Week 22
Randi settled down in her favourite chair with the baby name book. Dave walked in from tucking Ireland into bed. They were going to try to pick out baby names today. You think knowing the sex would make it easier, but it hasn't. They wanted a name to go with Ireland. Something unique like that, but something cute.
"What about Amber?" Dave asked looking at his name book. Randi looked at him with a frown.
"That isn't unique. There's like five million Amber's in Chicago alone." She said rubbing her belly, "I would rather have Ember."
"Then what about Ember?" Dave chuckled. Randi shook her head looking through the book.
"This book is shit." She groaned. "There are only common names, nothing good and unique. I can come up with a middle name."
"Then why don't you do that?" He smiled, "I'll find the perfect first name to go with it." Randi nodded.
"Okay, I like that." She said, "Well, how about a boys middle name? I really like having boy names for girls."
"Like what?" Dave asked picking up his music magazine.
"I don't know." Randi shrugged, "Cameron maybe. Jaime maybe."
"No on both." He said as he started reading an article. Randi sighed softly flipping through the book. A smile curled up on Randi's face.
"Avery." Randi looked at Dave, "Avery for her middle name. Its absolutely perfect." Dave looked at her and thought for a moment. He nodded.
"It is perfect." He smiled, "I guess now I need to find the perfect name." Dave looked back at his magazine. "Michelle Branch Avery." He laughed. Randi rolled her eyes turning the television on. Dave sat up; "I have it!"
"What?" Randi looked at him as if he was insane. Dave jumped up and cheered, "Dave, sweetie, care to let the mother whose carrying the child know?" Dave helped Randi up.
"Lyric Avery Malucci." Dave said. Randi gasped, clapping her hands.
"Oh my god, Dave!" She squealed throwing her arms around him, "That is perfect. It's so perfect. Oh god, I love it!!" Dave grinned holding her tightly.
"I knew you would." He said. "You think Ireland will like it?"
"She'll love it Dave." Randi smiled proudly. She started to giggle, "I think someone else approves." Dave put his hands on Randi's belly. He knelt down and kissed her belly.
"Hello Lyric." Dave whispered, "It's daddy. I hope you like your name, Precious. This name game thing really does mommy and daddy in. I'm glad it's all over."
"For a long time, because I swear if you get me pregnant again within the next ten years, Dave, you will be personally castrated by moi." Randi said. Dave chuckled, standing up.
"I won't." He said kissing Randi's cheek. "I have two perfect daughters and the most beautiful wife in the world. I couldn't be more happy." Randi's lip trembled slightly.
"I know, I wasn't that happy in the beginning of this pregnancy, but now…. Now I am so thrilled." Randi whispered letting a few tears slid from her eyes, "Lyric is such a blessing. Ireland is such a blessing. I n-never th-thought I'd be this happy being a m-mom and a wife." Dave smiled softly pushing back her brown hair.
"Let's get you and Lyric to bed." Dave said wrapping his arm around her waist. Randi nodded walking to the bedroom. She rubbed her belly.
"Good night, Lyric Avery." She whispered
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